Damien's POV

My phone vibrates the moment I finish going over the quarterly numbers. Eveline’s caller ID lights up, and I can practically hear her grin before I even pick up.

“Damien, get home. Now.”

My stomach drops. “What happened? Are you alright?”

Her laugh floats through the speaker. “Nothing happened, sweetheart. Everything is wonderful. That sweet girl of yours just agreed to consider an engagement.”

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